New Scratcher Joined 3 years, 10 months ago Antarctica
Cobalt leaned on his sword, his slight smile no more than a smirk. A glint of malice kindles in his eyes, hiding the cloud of pain and regret. "So? Why are you here?" He ran his finger along the blade
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of his sword, drawing a line of blood. He licks it delicately. "What? I do what I wish."